Tag: Gyno Chair

London River is the typical nagging wife. She sits around the house gossiping on the phone to her friends while OT is hard at work. He does the laundry, cooks, cleans the dishes, vacuums the house, and works a full time job. She does nothing but insult and degrade him. She even cheats on him.

There’s only so much a grown man can take. One day he just snaps. What comes next London never would have expected. At first OT wonders if he made the right decision. He regrets hurting his lovely wife, but London can’t help mouthing off to him. She just can’t help pushing him.

She’s going to feel his humiliation, his pain, his sadness. She’s going to lose everything before he’s done with her. All the while he’ll transform himself. Maybe when he’s done she’ll deserve him. Maybe he’ll make her love him as much as he loves her.Read More »

Lorelei Lee is having a relaxing day at home. She’s cleaned some, cooked some, and has just eaten when she decides it’s time to take a long luxurious bath with her new bath bomb. She fills up the tub with nice hot water, climbs in and drops the bomb. As all the water turns color, however, she starts to cough, and then to lose consciousness. As her vision fades, she sees a man with a hazmat suit walk in, and before she goes out, he grabs her.

Lorelei wakes up shackled to a hospital bed by her wrists and ankles. She tries to scream but there is a cloth jammed into her mouth, held there with tape. The gag girl really starts freaking out when the man in the hazmat suit comes back. He introduces himself as Doctor O.T. and says he is there to get a few samples. She wriggles and writhes as he takes blood, and then swabs the inside of her pussy.

Next she finds herself in a medical examination chair, her feet stuck in stirrups and her legs spread. Doctor London River comes in and sticks a metal plug in her ass, and then starts vibrating her pussy with a hitachi. Some of his methods seem questionable at best, bordering on downright absurd, but the good doctors are stuck in their ways. They absolutely need to make sure this girl isn’t sick, and if she is they have to help her get better. The only way to do this, of course, is through electroshock therapy.Read More »

You would think that after all of this time we wouldn’t have anything left to do to Abigail Dupree, but we pride ourselves on the depth of our creativity and our dungeon. We have so many devices that she has yet to experience and even the most mundane things can be twisted to new ends. For example, even a plain chair is an interesting device when we bend Abigail in half on it and start wailing on her ass with a brutal caning.

But the spike chair is another matter entirely. This thing is awful from the outset. We sit her down into it and the wooden spines are instantly digging into her back. We lock her down so that they get to bite her arms, too. And if we wanted to we could even add a bit of serrated cushioning for her ass. The entire device is built for the purpose of delivering as much pain per square inch as possible, even while the subject is completely immobile and left alone. The entire thing is a bit more insidious than it first appears, actually. The chair isn’t completely covered in spikes. That would be a waste. Instead they are only on the places where Abigail would push down against them to alleviate pain in another area. She can’t breathe without making them dig in deeper. The entire experience is agony.Read More »